The High School Game

by NightKissess - Aries

A teen’s life is nothing but an imprudent game
I see no point and there is no aim
The goal is who makes the bigger fame
Or how many peers down the hall know your name
They waste years till they know what they became
The realization hurts and put them to shame
Memories congratulates the ones that overcame
These are the winners for they did not feel the same

Reason for writing:

    I'm sick of high school popularity. The ones who really benefit after senior year are those that stayed with friends. The ones that try to be themselves unlike the "beautiful people". Ya'll please stey TRU and REAl. Thats what matters the most.    

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2001-05-12 08:27:20
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:44:20
Poem ID: 62785

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